Have you ever just given up? I think I’m there. I don’t want to be there, but I don’t have a choice.
Again, sorry to be cryptic, but it’s still not my story to tell.
I made some mistakes that made things bad. Everything I try to do to help makes things worse. It’s like I’m trying to stop a tsunami with a net.
Everything is black. There isn’t any hope and I am drowning. This is just life now. I’m not being melodramatic.
I’m not sure prayers work anymore, but if you have a few lying around you don’t need, I could use one.
